Joseph kept his hands folded in his lap while the group listened to everything Lisa told them about their meeting with Clarke. David stayed quiet the entire time, but Joseph watched him for his reactions. He could see dread mixed in with a touch of fear and that's when Joseph fully understood how much of a threat that these Guardians were.

When Lisa brought up Bernard Harving, Joseph felt a chill run down his spine. He had never met the man in person, but he knew from rumors about the power that Bernard had over both his ability and the people surrounding him.

"So," Lisa finished and turned to David, "I imagine that you were fully aware that you were breaking so many of your own laws when you brought us in."

"You figured that out, did you?" he asked.

"I just want to know why."

David sighed and rubbed a hand through his black hair, "Our rules aren't working anymore. Superhumans will band together with or without our consent, and they're getting bolder and bolder about using their abilities in the public's eye. I tried to make the Guardians see my point of view and they refused. So, I decided to bring you all together to use your ability to help benefit mankind and not hinder it."

"Did you know about their interest in me."?" Naomi asked.

"No," he replied and Joseph could tell that he was telling the truth, "I had no idea that they thought you were this important."

"Then what did you know?" Able demanded. He'd been pulled away from his family and he was not pleased to be there.

David rubbed his temples, "I know that Harving will escape one day. And I know that if no one kills him as soon as he gets out then we're all in trouble."

"And they think that person is supposed to be my sister?" Joseph demanded.

David shrugged, "Maybe."

Naomi stood abruptly, "Excuse me."

She opened the door and walked out. Jane, the closest thing that Naomi had to a best friend stood up to follow.

Joseph grabbed her, "No, I'll talk to her."

He found his sister back in her room. Her stature was hunched over and she had her head in her hands. She was defeated and he couldn't do anything about it.

He sat next to her and put his hand on her back, "It just gets better and better doesn't it?"

"I don't want this," she looked up at him and he could tell that she was upset, "I came with you to be safe and get away from dad and the Facility. I did not come here to get thrown in the middle of what will amount to a gang war."

She got off the couch and walked to a suitcase on the desk.

He stood up quickly, "What are you doing?"

"Packing my things."

"And going where?" he demanded, quickly getting angry. The last thing she needed was to wander off at a time like this. If they didn't take care of her, she had a feeling that the Guardians wouldn't hesitate to get their hands on her.

"I don't know, just away for a few days."

"Are you insane? Our faces are on every wanted list known to man," he got in her face, "You won't be able to get on any bus, or any plane. And if the Facility finds your face on a traffic camera then they'll follow you wherever you go."

"I don't care; maybe if I stay out of this then everything Lisa saw won't happen."

He teleported in front of her, "Our time has already been written down, futures cannot be changed in a scale that you, no matter how slightly they are shifted the outcome will always be the same. If you are somehow important in the future then no matter what, then It. Will. Happen."

She slammed a dress into the bag, "If you believe that our group can stop him, then you do it. Because the only end I see is more people getting hurt or killed because of this ability of mine or because the Guardians want me to fight someone that can control what I see and touch. I don't want any part of that."

"And so you're going to run? Yeah, that went well for me when I did it," he shouted.

"I'm not going to leave permanently. I'm just going to calm down for a couple of days; I'll call you when I figure out what I'm going to do."

"You can't leave, not when we're just…," he stopped, he didn't want her to leave now that they were just starting to be a family again, but he didn't want to tell her that "It's too dangerous right now."

"Any time is too dangerous," She put her hands in her pockets and found a pair of car keys, "If I get into trouble, then I'll call you."

"It'll probably be too late then."

"I wish you'd quit with this idea that I'm completely helpless without you. I don't know if you remember this, but I was quite capable of taking care of myself for the past fourteen years before you came back."

He tried not being hurt by that barb, "Oh, you're going to bring that back up again, are you? I thought we were past that."

"And I thought we were past thinking that I'm incapable of handling myself," she jerked her arm out of his grip and walked to her room.

Joseph took off to follow her, but Lisa stopped him, "let her go."

"Mind your own business."

"What are you going to do? Lock her in here if she won't come back? That'll go well."

"She's going to get herself caught."

"How many times have we gone outside and not been found? Just let her calm down and she'll be home."

"Is she gone?" Able asked.

Joseph paced back and forth, "Left ten minutes ago."

Able nodded, "She'll be fine."

He looked up sharply, "You don't know that."

Able turned on the computer, "She's your sister, isn't she?"

"As if that means anything," he crossed his arms, "She doesn't understand what it's like out there."

"She's been 'out there' with her ability for God knows how long. You smother someone with this much overprotection, you're only going to drive them further away."

A computer beeped and they both turned, "Alright, who was on my computer?"

"A little, Naomi was bored and so she was trying to figure out the system."

"No one can figure out my system," he muttered.

"Naomi did."

"It should be fore electricians only."

"And what would happen if you died?" Joseph retorted.

"I won't."

"Arrogant much?" Joseph smirked.

"She couldn't even delete her search?" Able demanded.

Joseph scanned it and paled, "Get Naomi back here, now."

The End

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